”Xiahou Dun pointed at Ni Sizhao and introduced him.Upon hearing the name "Tiangong Pavilion," Xu Changsheng and several other elders' faces visibly changed.Ni Sidao was renowned for his Taoist magic,...Everyone waited silently, no one speaking, and no one knew what they were waiting for, but they just waited…

With a blast of the whistle, several race cars shot off like mad!

Autumn Mountain is all winding roads, but these race cars don't slow down. Instead, they constantly begin to drift through the turns!

A young man with yellow hair is far ahead of the first place!

Through the rearview mirror, he saw the car he had left far behind. Huang Mao smiled.

Brush…

Just then, Huang Mao only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and immediately a figure flashed past his car!

The yellow-haired man was so scared that he almost drove the car into the cliff beside him!

The yellow-haired boy, with a look of shock on his face, rubbed his eyes vigorously, his eyes filled with terror!

For he saw clearly that it was a human being.

Could a person's running speed actually be faster than their race car

Just as Huang Mao was about to see who it was, he discovered that the person had already run far away...

And at the same time, Shimazu Genya within Shimazu Shrine suddenly opened his eyes.

"Here I come..."

Dao Zuo Xuan Ye slowly stood up and walked out, while the ten masters of sorcery followed closely behind!

When Dao Zuo Xuan Ye walked out of the shrine, he discovered a figure had slowly made its way to the mountaintop and was standing before him!

This person is wearing neat sportswear, only in their early twenties. Their face is calm and expressionless!

At first glance, he looks like a morning runner!

But the island's left Xuan Ye felt from this person a huge threat!

And this person is Chen Ping!

Facing hundreds of samurai already gathered in the square, Chen Ping walked towards Sado Nobuyuki like taking a leisurely stroll, feeling the rising sun bathe him in its warmth, step by step.

Hundreds of samurai's eyes were all focused on Chen Ping alone!

Just as Chen Ping took a few steps forward, dozens of warriors drew their swords and instantly surrounded him. These men had cold eyes, agile movements, and the samurai swords in their hands glinted menacingly in the sunlight!

These warriors' strength is comparable to that of a Great Martial Saint. Such individuals, if placed casually in the mortal realm, could easily become overlords of a region!

But now dozens of warriors comparable to great martial arts masters surround Chen Ping, yet not a shred of emotion can be seen on his face!

Because these people were like ants to him!

Even not as good as an ant...lightly on its surface. Once more, his body soared into the air!Just as Chen Ping's foot was about to step on the water again, ready to wade through it, his expression suddenly changed!Chen Ping only...